While Imperial remained immersed in sleep beneath the peak of darkness, an eerie stillness settled over the city, and Lu Tian's black Maserati Levante Trofeo slowed to a stop near a cliff overlooking the sea.
The moment Yue Ling's feet touched the snow-covered ground, chaos erupted in another part of Imperial.
The sound of multiple footsteps surrounded Red Militant.
Yue Ling calmly brushed a strand of hair away from her face.
At that exact moment, one of her team kicked down the front door of Red Militant.
Then another door.
And another.
The building erupted into panic.
Shouts and hurried footsteps echoed through Red Militant as her people stormed inside.
Yet Yue Ling remained unfazed where she was.
Her bluish-green eyes lifted toward the towering seven-story building before her, her expression eerily calm.
Whatever was happening inside Red Militant no longer concerned her.
The outcome had already been decided.
